861 Is This Your Way of Extorting a Confession?

Gao Hu lashed out a few more times, and each time, his skin and flesh split open. However, the man continued to laugh. His scarlet tongue was sticking out, and his smile was very strange.

Gao Hu could be considered a fierce person who had crawled out of a pile of corpses, but at this moment, he could not help but feel his hair stand on end. This guy was simply not human. He was not even going to confess?

"Alright, stop hitting him. Put him down." Ye Feng suddenly stopped him.

"Yes." Although Gao Hu didn't know what he was going to do, he immediately ordered his subordinates to put him down.

The man no longer had the strength to stand up. As soon as he was put down, he collapsed on the ground like a pile of mud.

"You guys go out first. I'll ask him a few questions."

Ye Feng stared at that man for a while before waving at Gao Hu and the rest.

"Mr. Ye, be careful of this guy." Gao Hu was a little worried and hurriedly reminded him.

"Do you not believe in my strength?" Ye Feng smiled at him.

"Haha, that's true. I was thinking too much." Only then did Gao Hu remember that the young man in front of him was not a weak bookworm, but a fierce person who could survive the siege of hundreds of people.

He did not say anything else and hurriedly waved his hand to dismiss them.

After they left, Ye Feng slowly walked toward that person. "I like to reason with people. I don't like to use violence."

"So, don't force me to make a move. It's better for you to tell the truth yourself."

That person raised his head with difficulty, his eyes filled with contempt. "I'm not even afraid of the people from the Chaoxin Gang. Why would I be afraid of you, little b*stard?"

"Use whatever methods you have. If I frown, I'm your son."

Ye Feng took out a few silver needles from his body. "You're a despicable person. It seems that if I don't use some tricks, you won't confess."

After saying that, he directly pierced a few silver needles into his body.

The man thought that he was going to use some ruthless means, but he did not expect that he would only be injected with a few needles.

After being stunned for a moment, he immediately raised his head and laughed loudly. In the end, he laughed until tears came out.

"Hahaha, is this your way of extorting a confession? I'm dying of laughter. You didn't learn embroidery before, did you? The people of the Chaoxin Gang are actually afraid of someone like you? No wonder they're all trash…"

He kept cursing, but soon, he could not laugh.

In the beginning, there was a slight ticklish feeling at the spot where the silver needles had pierced. Soon, the ticklish feeling spread throughout his body.

"Ah! It itches so much… Hurry up... Quickly stop…"

The man began to roll on the ground, his hands scratching his body.

His body had already been torn apart, and with this scratch, his flesh was torn apart.

However, the man did not seem to notice it and continued to scratch. He looked very miserable.

Soon, the ticklish feeling faded like the tide. The man thought that he had finally endured it and was about to heave a sigh of relief.

At this moment, a heart-wrenching pain swept over him again. It was as if there were ten thousand knives stirring in his body. It was ten thousand times more painful than Gao Hu's whip.

"Ah…"

The man let out a tragic cry and kept hitting his head on the ground, beating his chest in pain.

After a while, the pain began to subside, followed by a strong burning sensation, as if it wanted to burn his internal organs into ashes.

The man's facial features were twisted in pain. He wanted to scream, but he couldn't make a sound. It was as if his throat was about to smoke.

After suffering for a while, the burning sensation began to fade, but then, a soul-freezing cold attacked.

He had just come out of the furnace and was immediately thrown into the ice cellar, as if he was about to be frozen into an ice sculpture.

"Stop… Stop... I'll confess… I'll confess everything…"

The man couldn't take it anymore and hurriedly spoke with a trembling voice.

Ye Feng looked at the time and shook his head. "You only lasted for seven seconds. What a waste."

As he spoke, he pulled out the silver needles.

The man looked at him as if he was looking at a demon.

Although he only lasted for seven seconds, it felt like half a century. Just thinking about that kind of painful torture made his scalp go numb.

This guy was simply a devil!

Ye Feng ignored his gaze and asked again: "Tell me, who sent that person?"

The man shook his head hurriedly. "I… I don't know..."

"Hmm?" Ye Feng's gaze turned sharp again. His hand touched the silver needles on his waist.

The man was so frightened that he quickly explained, "I really don't know. I'm only responsible for helping them smuggle. I don't know anything else."

Ye Feng stared at his face for a while. Seeing that he did not seem to be lying, he said, "Tell me everything you know from the beginning to the end."

The man sorted out his thoughts and then began to explain, "I started smuggling in the 1980s. At that time, there were many people who ran to Xiangjiang and the casino from our side, and the business was particularly good. But over the years, business has become more and more difficult…"

Ye Feng slapped his head. "Why are you talking so far away? Why don't you start from Pangu splitting the world? I'm asking you to talk about this matter."

The man felt wronged and could only say again, "Two days ago, someone suddenly came to me and gave me 100,000 yuan. He said that I don't have to do any other business for the next few days. I'm just responsible for picking up a person from the casino and sending him back…"

Ye Feng listened to his description and frowned.

According to this person's description, he did not know those people at all and was only responsible for picking them up.

If that were the case, then it would be difficult.

"Do you still remember what that person looked like?" He pondered for a moment before continuing to ask.

"I remember. That person had a donkey face and his eyes were inverted…" The man recalled as he described to him.

Ye Feng found a piece of paper and started to draw according to his description.

A moment later, he showed him the portrait. "Take a look. Is it that person?"

The man only took a glance and nodded repeatedly. "Yes, yes, yes. It's exactly the same. You're simply a divine brush, too divine!"

As he spoke, he wanted to give him a thumbs-up, but he could no longer raise his arm. But when he looked at Ye Feng, it was as if he was looking at a monster.

Just based on his narration, he could actually draw it so accurately. It was simply too unbelievable.

..

Ye Feng could not be bothered to waste his breath. He immediately shouted outside and asked Gao Hu to come in.

When Gao Hu saw that the tough guy was kneeling respectfully in front of Ye Feng, he was stunned. He was even more terrified of Ye Feng's methods.

Previously, he could say that he had used all sorts of methods, but this guy refused to say a word.

And Ye Feng had only been interrogated for a few minutes and he was already scared?

He was very curious. What methods did Mr. Ye use?